Soon the battle against Sukuna would take place. They had a plan B in case Gojo was defeated, so everyone brushed up on their skills. You had been assigned to train with the new sorcerer, Hiromi Higuruma, a barrister who had only been using his cursed technique for two months, but he handled it very well. It was incredible; many even whispered that the chap could one day reach Gojo's level.

You thought it was a myth, until that day when you were training with him. Hiromi sent you flying across the mats, leaving you a little breathless.

"Sorry, kid, did I overcook it?" He walks toward you. "Fancy a hand?" He extends his hand toward you.